Ashdown House, M.I.T.

Among others, a guy named Julian Orbein (sp?) stopped by and inquired about buying my picture. He was taking a class in computer graphics and I shared my experiences teaching computer graphics. I still wasn't selling at that point.

At another point a woman with long curly golden hair dropped by on bicycle with her son in tow and mentioned she worked with oil pastel. She mentioned a technique she used of blending oil pastel with a Q-tip soaked in kerosene. Although I didn't say so, I thought the smell would rather spoil the idyll of drawing outdoors, although it did seem an interesting idea. Again I didn't think to inquire about seeing her work. She had given up oil pastels and her interest had turned to the more chalky sort. After chatting a bit she said ``goodbye'' very firmly and was on her way.

I lived here from 1975 to 1980 in rooms 408A, 307B and 608C. Except for the roaches, it was an interesting place to live.

October 13, 1996